Shenhao: I'm really the big villain, Qin Lang and Mu Yuyan

When the disappeared Qin Lang reappeared, his long hair like ink flowed behind him.

"Nine Transformations of the Eternal Ancestral Dragon" and the three times stronger black version have already exploded.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

What's more, is it the Universe Mirror that attacks the Three Lotus Realm Gods?

Qin Lang didn't hold anything back, he made a fist seal, and the True Dragon Treasure Technique and the True Phoenix Treasure Technique unexpectedly began to resonate.

Dragons and phoenixes chirp together.

Power surges!

With one punch, the world collapsed.

The giant stars, upon encountering this heavy blow, exploded like mirrors.

Hundreds of millions of innocent people living inside all died tragically in front of Qin Lang, and they looked horrible!

Qin Lang didn't even blink.

As a villain,

To murder,

Qin Lang has a unique understanding.

These people, imprisoned here by Aoi, are like slave puppets, and they cannot be happy while alive.

His attack was entirely to free these people from being oppressed by Aoi.

Kill these people, these people should be grateful to him!

One blow shattered the barrier, and Qin Lang instantly arrived in front of the Aoi Territory God, grabbed his long hair, made a fist seal, and punched his face with a bang.

Boom boom boom!

Behind Aoi Territory God, the terrifying power of the avenue exploded in a crazy way.

Some of the domain gods who had no time to escape did not even see Qin Lang's face.

The power of the fist spilled out, causing him to cough up blood in his mouth.

"How is it possible? Why do you have such terrifying combat power?!"

The calm and proud face of Aoi Territory God became bruised and swollen, and his teeth continued to grow and fall out.

In the end, he was suppressed by Qin Lang's power and could not even expand the legal domain.

The injuries can no longer heal.

"There are too many questions, and you don't understand why the villain dies because he talks too much?"

Qin Lang took out the heart of the black tiger with a strike, crushing the core of the Aoi domain god's domain.

He rushed towards the other Three Lotus Domain Gods without looking back.

When he was in the Yin-Yang Mirror, he was able to suppress the Holy Son of Cangkong, not to mention suppressing the Three Lotus Domain Gods, but he could survive hundreds of moves in the hands of the Three Lotus Domain Gods without any problem.

Now he has been promoted to the Qiankun realm.

Coupled with the "Nine Transformations of the Eternal Ancestral Dragon" and the three-fold increase in black power, the combat power increases by thousands of times.

Three Lotus Domain Gods?

He is not afraid of even the top domain gods.

Even if Xiao Xiyue appeared in front of him at this time, it would be difficult to get any benefits from his hands.

Only Ye Lan is a pervert among the three lotus domain gods.

Only then did I get a chance to overpower him a little.

"No, this guy's combat power is far beyond our imagination. Inform the Supreme Spirit and ask the Supreme Being to come and suppress him!"

The radical domain gods were shocked.

I never expected that someone as powerful as the God of Aoi could not survive even three breaths in Qin Lang's hands.

"If you can't beat me, call someone. It's not that time yet."

Qin Lang sneered and waved his hand, a huge formation enveloped the sky.

The darkness that covers the sky and the sun covers everything for hundreds of millions of miles.

At this moment, hundreds or thousands of imperial soldiers were burned in the power furnace of the huge formation to suppress the combat power of the radical domain gods.

Suppressing a group of peak emperors, in the vast formation after the system improvement, three or five low-grade emperor soldiers are enough to maintain this suppression.

But at this time, to suppress hundreds of domain gods, the burning of the emperor's soldiers requires hundreds or even thousands of them in one breath, and they are still middle-grade emperor's soldiers, or even top-grade emperor's soldiers!

Even Qin Lang's family cannot withstand such squandering.

Fortunately, with 30% of the combat power suppressed by the gods in the field, Qin Lang's advantage is already big enough to kill instantly!

Qin Lang shot out one by one, and wherever he passed, one domain god after another was crushed by Qin Lang to crush the core of the domain.

Even the Three Lotus Domain Gods could not escape Qin Lang's strangulation.

"Tsk, Shangyuan Territory God, when you first came to Xuanyu Emperor's Mansion, the high-ranking emperor who was looking for trouble was yours, right?"

Qin Lang felt a familiar aura and looked at the Three Lotus Gods whose core was taken out. With a murderous sarcasm, he crushed the core of the law without hesitation.

Bang!

The Tao body is broken.

Qin Lang killed another Three Lotus Domain God.

Less than fifteen breaths.

Qin Lang waved his hand to disperse the great formation.

Looking at the radical domain gods with less than a hundred remaining, he said angrily and heartbrokenly, "You guys really deserve to die!"

In these fifteen breaths, these radical domain gods continued to explode and burn their essence and blood.

Doubling the consumption of the power furnace by ten times.

At this time, the imperial soldiers in Qin Lang's small treasury have bottomed out.

There are only a few top-grade imperial soldiers left.

How can Qin Lang not be angry with such a huge loss?

Qin Lang gritted his teeth and put hundreds of more advanced domain devices into the system space. He roared with dissatisfaction, "Today, if I don't kill you, it won't be enough to satisfy my anger!"

The radical domain god no longer has the intention to fight Qin Lang.

They were all frightened.

As soon as they came out of the great formation, they hurriedly crushed the token of contact.

Hundreds of tokens were shattered together.

The radical supremes who were far away in the restricted area all sensed the direction of the token.

Shattering the void, moving hundreds of millions of miles in one breath, they quickly gathered towards this place.

Just the flow of the Supreme Dharma caused the space in this area to appear with strange lines like a canvas, as if the space would set off waves with a slight shake.

Yue Tianyin, who was still in shock, urged in panic, "No, the supreme leader of the radical faction is approaching here. If we don't leave, we will all die!"

Ye Lan, who was as fragile as a porcelain doll, looked blank and asked dully, "Qin Lang, can you kill the Supreme?"

"What do you think?"

Qin Lang teased unhappily.

If he could kill the Supreme Being, would he still need to deliberately block these domain gods from informing the Supreme Being with a huge formation?

However, everything was as expected by Qin Lang.

When it comes to fishing, these radical domain gods are nothing more than fishing masters.

And Qin Lang has long been regarded as a fishing master.

Eighteen fishes are dropped and the eighth is fished - the fish kill each other!

In front of everyone, Qin Lang decisively took out all the divine bodies and holy bodies that could be given in the system space.

Thousands of hearts are floating high in the sky.

The obscure energy of the sacred body is like fishing bait with wire drawing powder, and the scent that attracts fish spreads rapidly throughout the restricted area.

The monks in the Xuanhuang World treat the creatures in the restricted area as blood food, which is equivalent to bait.

The divine body and holy body are equivalent to adding drawing powder, which multiplies the temptation to creatures in the forbidden area ten thousand times.

There are tens of thousands of sacred bodies, not to mention domain gods, and even the evil masters in the restricted area cannot sit still.

As soon as the bait was thrown out, Qin Lang drew the rod without any martial ethics, leaving only the smell of attracting fans, spreading in the penalty area.

At the same time, one hand was holding Ye Lan's shoulder, and the other hand was holding the back of Yue Tianyin's destiny's neck, urging, "Crush the space moving spell!"

Lower the fish and catch the eighteenth fish. The old man removes his stool - I don't want to fish anymore!